REALLY? I mean REALLY?

Time to rant..Okay not like rant the way I want to because after all this is a blog and once it is out there it is there forever and ever and ever..I know even after it is deleted those super uber smarty pants can hurl it back in my face decades later and say look at what you said back in 2011...  Oh wait this is not even what I want to rant about.

I am ranting over the not funny people in second hand retail stores and smarty pants teenage daughters. 
The little gal who smiles at me and takes the box of my gently used clothing to give me a few quick $ and rake in profit to her store.  I opt to do this over a garage sale because people steal things at mine! That is another rant all on it's own I don't think you want to read about...how dare a person rob me of my low priced but wonderful and useful items I am willing to almost give you.. GEEZE

Keep in mind here I swore these places off after my last experience with them when I was told my clothing was stained (no it was not I checked) outdated (slightly scared because it came out of my closet I dress out of daily) and worn (it is a USED store).  They bought nothing at all that time and I swore them off and vowed not to return.  That was until today. 

See, my darling daughter and I cleaned out my closet the other day and she LOL so hard she could not breath.  Like she was to the point of tears and gasping for air rolling on the floor at a few of my items.  So I thought well I will show her. These are fashionable and just not what I am into any more.  I will take them in boxes and they will rave at my choices in dress.  They will buy over half the stuff in here.  I KNOW IT!  I even smile a little knowing they will want the dress my doll of a kid said looked like it was covered in Vag---'s, at this point I am starting to think was the word of the wk for her. 

I walk in and after the gal greets me I hand over the boxes and look around feeling even better about my delivered goods because my stuff is WAY better.  Some of it has identical twins actually even hanging in front of me So I know they will buy that.... 10 minutes later I am called back to the front of the store.
ONE item... Yup one. (not the dress either dag nab it) Told me that the clothing was out dated and a little to old in style for them. I raise an eyebrow to this. By old in style you mean not of this yr. right. She says no like more the wrong dept. We buy more hip/trendy attire. 

I thank her and take my $4 for the jacket that I will have you know did come out of the ladies dept. and sulk off to my SUV with 2 full boxes.

I stand there looking at the 'old' items.  They are from very hip and trendy stores in the big city! Promise! All of them, I made sure of it because I was so not gonna let my daughter tell me they where not Kool. Those little voice's all start chirping at once.  Starting with the...Well you are getting older.... You had your teen age child help you pick the must go things, and you are shocked they didn't buy them, DUH!   Seriously if you thought they where wear worthy then why are they in the box??  If you think they are fine to wear take them home and wear them!  Again the final voice wins...Sort of.

I take all but 4 items and record them..Place the recorded items in the boxes again, and drive up the road a few yards hand them to the man and say donation slip please.  He happily hands it to me as I drive away thinking last smirk on me. At least there is a tax write off! 

I will how ever re-tell my sad tale to the daughter who will most likely laugh and laugh at me.  But, I will get that last laugh in when I show up to her Choir Concert in 3 weeks time in the Vag--- Dress :)

Ahhh. the rant helped. Hope you got a giggle!  Now off to do the for mentioned DVD's in my old & not stylish attire!

Oh how I wish prices didn't change...

I luv ZUMBA & FYI I am not paid to make these comments. (Although I would not say no if offered)

Zumba classes rock! You go get your sweat on for 45 minutes, do some stretches and then roll off.  You feel really good, great even.  The thing I am not a fan of is I started out going for free to classes at the local gym, then paying a very small fee. No big deal, but then as it got more popular the fees started to increase....Now they are over double the small dumb fee!!!!  

So I cry to my love and he buys me the DVD set so I can do the hip thrusting and booty popping in my living room.  With no chance of SURPRISE!!! you now pay double the amount to play along  today, just pop it in and pick 1 of 8 sessions.  Yes it is the same workout, some even better.  But no others to compare yourself to and then after 2 month there are no new moves.  It is to the point I can do the thing on mute and make up new dialog for the dancers just for giggles but now I am getting bored. 

Again, I  long for class, and as you know now there are voices fighting with me in my head...The one who is saying go for it wins with ease.  I go, only to my dismay that they are not only double the original small fee but a smidgen more! EEEK! So after taking my coffee money for the rest of the wk out I do the class and pout all the way home. I text my sister (who agrees it is LAME) and daughter (who says everyone is doing that) and friends (who say well we won't go then either) that 2day I hang my hat to paid zumba classes.. The sadness it is causing is overwhelming. I might even need to eat fried food over this....Because you will learn I either eat or sweat out my feelings.

The fact that I used all my cash and refuse to go thru the drive thru a second time tonight sends me to the house.  It causes me to bust out the not forgotten but glad to have had a break from boot camp style DVD set  gotten for me previously because I cried about how I needed it.. Being there are no classes the hours I can go to the gym. Now this set really does tone you up in 90days.  As a matter of fact it increased my energy in 3 days, it just hurt to move.  The effects from it are wonderful.  The little voices are all laughing saying you remember this, it isn't fun at all, its work! This is why we switched to ZUMBA!!!!

Then a Saint of a man shows up on my door step...He is a God sent (AKA a wonder friend of mine paid in full for delivery boy) dressed in all brown with his equally brown truck...WITH MY NEW DVD! Yes, it seems that my love has ESP and knew I needed a new sweat inducing past time because new moves and music was being handed to me in a brown bubble wrapped package just as I was about to tap out another cry cry cry I need new DVD's email to him!!!

Keep in mind, I will still do the men in my life: Betto on an every other night basis and Tony 6 out of 7 days a wk, but this little beauty is now added to the fun and games on my WII :)

Off to DANCE!! Best part, there will be no added cost any time I feel the need to do any of them!!!!

Lunch Break Walk encounter with the ex's ex

Today was a normal work day, (sort of) put in the 8hrs at the office with a nice brisk walk for lunch with the co-worker..run into the ex of my ex..

This is one of those odd moments in time, where I had roughly 6 voices in my head telling me 6 different things to do!! 

I see her. I really don't hold anything against her. I really have zero current connection to her. I never did not like her.  I actually did/do like her, but in the dating/married world it was like some strange force insisted we hate each other.  Now, let me get out there this relationship has been over for 6yrs!

So here I stood on the sidewalk looking at my ex's ex wondering...Do I say anything? Voice 1 says, "Duh, be polite your mother raised you to be a nice person!" Do I act like I don't see her? Voice 2 says, "Your mother raised to say nothing at all if you have nothing nice to say." Should I simply ignore the woman who is walking directly toward me with the fakest smile plastered to her face ( in all seriousness, she looked like she had stepped in dog poop and was trying to maintain composure)? Voice 3 is saying in an annoyed voice, " What does she have that smirk on her face for? Do I need to give her a reason to look like she is drinking vinegar."  Man oh mercy, Why is this woman even looking at me? Voice 4 pipes in, "Because she is jealous of you! Come on woman give the pigeon toed jerk who runs her mouth and has no clue who you really are a real reason to talk smack!! Do it!!" (voice 4 seriously has perpetual PMS) Should I offer a nice greeting and ask her if she had any luck with the services in my office? Voice 5 comments "Offer her your assistance since you obviously have the things she desires or you had them and have moved on in life." (Voice 5 is possibly my true feelings) Should I greet her with an equally fake smile, and ask her how she has been? Voice 6 is the winner because the woman is roughly 5 ft away from me and I can't argue with all the little voice without looking completely bonkers. 

Here is how I tromped through the encounter....

HI! (note the FAKE SMILE CLENCHED TEETH) How are you?! Me I am great! Good to see you! Bye now have a great day!!!! 

My co-worker looks at me and LOL...and calls me out for the fraud I am.

Oh well, my mom would be happy and I am too because now she has no clue that I am still as confused about how I am to greet her in the streets 6 yrs after my relationship ended with her ex! What a walk...maybe I'll bring a treadmill into the office....

Bathroom LOL

Soo....I let my daughter pick out the toilet paper this past wk at the store. Not that this in itself is a great amusement. 
The comment was. From the potty she yells for my attention from another floor in the house. I answer wondering if the new toilet paper was still riding around in the back of the SUV, or if she is going to ask me to look at something-which instantly strikes fear in me, because I now know if I don't look with my eyes a pix will soon show up on my phone. 
I trot on up to the stairs and holler what could you need me for in the potty?? She says "oh nothing. I just wanted you to know that I am picking the paper from now on!! I swear I just wiped my v---- with a CLOUD!"
I am here to tell you that was by far the funniest remark from the toilet this wk.  Although on a side bar, My sons comment on if he had a tail where would he put it when he pooped came in second. This only because both are teenagers and I would have thought that he was well past this sort of odd thought process.

DAY 1!

Welcome to my BLOG! 

I keep telling folks I am going to do this so here it is..... I am officially blogging :)

I'll give you the skinny on the name of this little lovely.  Assiduous is because, those who know me, know I am ALWAYS BUSY...followed by the word Being, for the simple fact that when hitting on a man I said 'Greetings Earth Being' ...and it got his attention, so lets hope I have yours!!